I've been working like a mother just to get this fucker out I've got my ass down in the gutter tryin' to irrigate this drought Have no fear 'cause now it's here But rock and roll records ain't selling this year I got my nose against the grain and yeah you know that it's a bitch Playing through the pain and watching shit bands get rich It's crystal clear to all my peers That rock and roll records, they ain't selling this year It's a little bit crummy how the music making money Seems to slip on through to a world full of dummies I just get jeers for my blood, sweat, and tears 'Cause rock and roll records ain't selling this year I'm gonna spread it around and get it on down Ain't gonna flip-flop, hip-hop, sucking on a porkchop Sounds so weird to my ears That rock and roll records, they ain't selling this year So at the end of the day I'm gonna do it my way 'Cause I gotta have something good for the pay So raise your beer and let's say cheers To rock and roll records they ain't selling this year That's right, I'm here to testify on behalf of the rock and roll record! Rock and roll records Rock and roll records Rock and roll records They ain't selling this year